Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes,

That I Might Live Alone Once With My Gold! O, 'tis A Sweet Companion! Kind And True: A Man May Trust It When His Father Cheats Him, Brother, Or Friend, Or Wife. O Wondrous Pelf! That Which Makes All Men False, Is True Itself.

Still May Syllables Jar With Time, Still May Reason War With Rhyme, Resting Never!

He That Would Have His Virtue Published, Is Not The Servant Of Virtue, But Glory.

It Is As Great A Spite To Be Praised In The Wrong Place, And By A Wrong Person, As Can Be Done To A Noble Nature.

Freedom Doth With Degree Dispense.